"Can you believe my dad actually wrote this?" Darren asked as Amerie was putting fake eyelashes on Quinni just to see if she would like them or it would trigger her
"Grease. Long hair. The throbbing motorcycle and the open road beyond. Her flannel shirt whips him like an animal. Wachoo! Clinging on for dead life" Darren read
"How does a flannel shirt whip someone like an animal?" Quinni asked with her eyes closed
"Anything can happen its poetry" Delaney said eating some chips
"Hey. Are you sure about this?" Darren asked sitting next to Quinni, Amerie was putting the the fake eye lash on
"yeah. No, i want to do it" she said as Amerie blew on them to dry the glue
"What?" Quinni laughed a little as Amerie fixed her hair
"How does it feel?" Darren whispered, Quinni looked around, it was quiet for a second
"No. No, get them off. Get them off" Quinni shook her head playing with her hands, Amerie took them off as Quinni got up going over to the bed and sitting down
"How many girlfriends has Sasha had?" Quinni asked once Amerie sat next to her
"God, like, fifty? And you're worried about your flaps" Amerie laughed, Darren coughing to catch her attention
"Oh. Uh, None of them meant anything" Amerie added quickly
"Do you think ill mean something?" Quinni asked
"Oh, please. you mean everything" Darren smiled
"Quinni, you're an amazing and wonderful person, and if she doesn't realize it that's her loss" Delaney said softly as Quinni smiled, "Thank you, Laney"
"Listen to this" they said grabbing their dad's book once more, and began to read in a deep voice, "He imagined the blokes on the field like the crest of a wave grunting and sweating as they came towards him. Crashing over him. Wrestling the ball from his grasp" they read fake humping the air
"Ok, this is softcore. I could actually get into" Darren nodded
"Did i say you could read that?" Darren's dad, Peter, asked coming into the room
"What? Your great Australian novel" Darren questioned as Peter began to pick up his papers
"You buggered up the page order. Do i do this to your stuff, huh? Do you see me grabbing your stuff?" he asked picking something up
"No, because that's my douche" Darren said as he dropped it quickly
"Jesus, Darren" he sighed walking away
"That was a bit harsh" Amerie said looking at Darren, "Well, ok" they said looking out the window
Delaney was dressed in some ripped jeans, a red crop top, black cardigan and some convers, she was on the bench in gym, waiting for Spider to be done with basketball, Ant was in bio, and she had a free
She looked up from her phone once she noticed Amerie had came into the gym, she tried to talk to Ant, Ant told Amerie to talk to Spider about the slap band
"Spider, please sell me a slap band" Amerie sighed as Delaney smiled at the girl, she liked her commitment to get a band, and if anything she'll just steal one from the boys
"What? No. You cooked? No way"
"Dusty said i could come"
"Yeah, so? Why do you think he put me in charge of ticket's? Huh? To keep tossers like you out" Spider scoffed looking at her
"Twenty bucks, right? I can transfer it to you right now" she said grabbing her phone from her bag
"No, it's, uh.. It's gone up to eighty now"
"Come on, im asking you nicely. Pleas-"
"Ninety. It'll be 100 in a minute"
"Listen, you mayonnaise fuck. What is your problem with me?" she asked as someone passed him the ball
"You're the reason we're in SLTs, Map Bitch"
"Well, SLTs in cancelled. Ok, so-" she said catching more people's attention
"It is?" Delaney asked excitedly,
"SLTs is cancelled?"
"What?"
"Did you hear that?"
"What else?" she asked looking at him
"You really want to come?" he questioned as she nodded, "Yes, please"
"100 bucks then" he said tossing the ball into the net, Amerie sighed turning and walking away

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I know it won't work? HBH? Spider & Ant
Teen FictionIn which a new girl comes to Hartley High and catches the eye of two best friends Or In which Delaney, Ant & Spider find comfort in one another
SLTs is cancelled
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